A silence unobscured
Fictions feed the edifice entire—
meager populations invented
in another century and condemned
to this one—Pessoa dead
in a gutter, his scribbles undone—
all the metaphysics and metaphors
at work in the world—distrusted
senses and gullible faculties—
an education in fear and loathing
how the Dane never knew—
hobbies, peanuts, spectacles!
Poppies, poverty, mankind’s
mind too organized: too vast
the biological mass!